When the sky was slightly bright, Mo Qing woke up from meditation and cultivation. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After a night of cultivation, Mo Qing became radiant again.

Not only did he make up for half of the mana consumed yesterday due to the use of the water dragon, but he also had a faint feeling of improvement.

It seems that it won't be long before he can be promoted to the middle of the twelfth layer.

Mo Qing attributed this remarkable change to his perception of the Great Dao when he created Shui Longteng yesterday.

Because of those precious insights, cultivation will improve a lot overnight.

Stand up and walk a few steps nearby, move your body, and wash yourself in the stream.

Mo Qing took the blessing to cut more than 20 pieces of wood from the nearby woods, which were two feet long and the thickness of the human body's waist, and put them into storage bags one by one.

By the time Mo Qing had finished all of this and returned to the roaring waterhole, it was already dawn.

Letting go of his senses and scanning the vicinity carefully, the waterhole was still the same, no different from when he left yesterday............

Mo Qing stepped on the wood floating on the waterhole and flew back, a large net woven by black tentacles blocking behind him.

The lucky general squatting on his shoulder, holding a small black banner with two small paws.

Not far behind him, huge waves arose.

In the midst of the splashing water, a terrifying mouth slammed shut, and the sound of teeth colliding made the listener feel cold.

It turned out that when he stepped on the wood thrown on the surface of the water and approached the waterfall opposite the waterhole, an extremely large monster suddenly appeared in the waterhole below him.

Fortunately, Mo Qing's reaction was fast, he did not let his guard down, and narrowly avoided this long-planned blow.

Otherwise, his small body would not be enough for the hideous-looking monster to swallow in one gulp.

Rao is like this, and Mo Qing's heart is also pounding.

In the splash of water flying in the sky, Mo Qing, who had retreated sharply, had already roughly seen the figure of the monster through the corner of his eye.

Two large dark gray mouths, two meters long.

Two rows of huge jagged teeth flickered with a cold light that made people shiver all over the body.

There was a disgusting stench between the opening and closing of the big mouth.

Two fist-sized yellow-brown eyeballs, staring without the slightest emotion at Mo Qing, who was not yet firmly on the wood not far away, the fierce light flickered inside, as if ready to swallow the intruder at any moment.

The hideous skull was covered in a layer of dark gray scales, and it looked unusually sturdy.

As for the body under the head, Mo Qing didn't know, because it was all buried underwater.

However, looking at the black pressure under the water, there are two zhang long, to say the least.

Deep-water frog crocodile!

A word suddenly came to Mo Qing's mind, and then some of the descriptions about it that Huang Laoxie had said were remembered by Mo Qing in the light of light.

Deep-water crocodiles, which live in deep water, feed on aquatic animals such as fish and shrimp, and also catch some large animals on land.

It is a being that is able to move briefly on land even on land.

And cruel by nature, not only devouring other animals, but also debiting their own kind when they are hungry, with both the coldness of a Jiao and the cruelty of a crocodile.

The skin is rough and the flesh is thick, extremely resistant to beating, a big mouth, iron teeth and copper teeth, the bite is amazing, and the iron is cut as if there is nothing.

How did you come across one of these things!

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Mo Qing's mouth.

It's just that the color of this one is wrong? Doesn't it mean that the deep-water frog crocodile is dark cyan? Why is this one dark gray?

Without having time to think about it, Mo Qing jumped up again.

Because the frog crocodile that found that he missed a blow and let the prey in his hand escape was extremely angry, opened its mouth and roared, bringing a huge wave to rush towards Mo Qing again.

Although the deep-water frog crocodile is difficult, it has not yet reached the point where Mo Qing will flee from the wind and cannot afford the slightest resistance.

Not to mention that he has now embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, his strength is not the same as in the past, that is, he can't do the slightest spell, and he will fight for the sake of Huang Laoxi.

But not here.

People with brain problems will die in deep water with a deep-water crocodile.

At the same time as he flew up, the fireball that had already been ready to be launched in his right hand came out of Mo Qing's palm, and flew straight towards the green crocodile in front of him who was facing him with teeth and claws.

The large black web of black tentacles on the outside cracked a gap, just enough for a skull-sized fireball to pass through.

After the fireball passed through, the crack quickly closed as before, tightly covering Mo Qing's body.

The hideous-looking green crocodile was very fast, and its seemingly huge body was unusually flexible, and when it missed, it immediately opened its bloody mouth and pounced wildly towards the place where Mo Qing was staying.

It's just that this guy's brain doesn't seem to be normal, and it may be that he is arrogant, and he doesn't pay attention to the attack sent by Mo Qing at all.

Glancing at the fireball flying towards it, it didn't dodge or dodge, just opened its big mouth full of teeth, and hit it straight up.

As he approached, his mouth snapped shut and the fireball was bitten into his mouth.

Mo Qing, who had been letting go of his divine sense to observe the movement behind him, was shocked when he saw the crocodile's move, and he couldn't help but snicker.

After all these years of cultivation, as well as the deepening of his own cultivation, the power of the fireball technique has long been incomparable, and now this guy who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead actually uses his mouth to pick it up,

Hey, that's what it tastes like......

"Roar!"

Before Mo Qing could finish thinking about it, a shocking roar suddenly sounded after eating pain.

Then a fishy smell of burnt flesh came to my face.

It seems that this guy has tasted the bitter fruit of being arrogant and unreasonable.

In addition to the pain of the frog crocodile, its body turned violently in the water, and the churning pool water set off huge waves more than a foot high.

Huge splashes of water fell from the sky, and it was like an overwhelming downpour on the surface of the pool.

Mo Qing saw the huge waves stirred by the pain of the frog crocodile, and he didn't have time to feel the fierceness of the frog crocodile, so he took out the remaining wood from the storage bag and threw it into the water, stepping on the wood and rushing in the direction it came.

The wood he had thrown in the water when he came, under the agitation of the crocodile, drifted away with the rolling waves, so he had to throw it again.

These actions seemed to be smooth, but they hindered Mo Qing's progress.

But there's no way around it.

As he fledgling towards the shore, a ball of fire rose from his right hand, and in an instant, a skull-sized fireball emitted a fiery aura.

As soon as the fireball appeared, it was thrown behind him by Mo Qing without even looking at it, and then a burst of fire floated from his hand.

After so many years of practice, Mo Qing not only increased the power of the fireball technique, but even the speed of condensing the fireball was greatly reduced, basically reaching the point of instantaneousness.

Matching his remarkable progress, there were many dense holes in the stone wall to the west of the Changchun Valley, large and small, like beehives.

The frog crocodile is definitely a fierce species.

Just now, he was carelessly injured in the mouth by the fireball technique, and the huge pain was endured for a moment, and the two front paws stirred up a monstrous wave and slapped towards Mo Qing.

And accelerated suddenly, like a sharp arrow off the string in the water, flying like a flying chase towards Mo Qing, who was constantly jumping on the water in front.

The fireball rushed towards the crocodile from the front, and was blocked by the huge wave it set off, steaming up a white mist, which shrank by nearly a quarter before passing through the encirclement.

The frog crocodile, who had just suffered a big loss from the fireball, seemed a little afraid of these inconspicuous things, and did not dare to open his mouth to bite anymore.

As the fireball was about to arrive, he jerked his hideous head, which was covered in a layer of dark gray scale armor, and his entire body fell into the water.

Several fireballs, a series of bombardments on the water, the nearby water instantly boiled, steaming up billowing white mist.

Mo Qing's speed was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he was less than twenty zhang away from the water's edge.

It's just that the crocodile behind him, whose whole body is shrunk into the water, is faster, and it is less than three feet away from Mo Qing at this time.

There was a loud "boom", and the enraged frog crocodile did not have the slightest politeness after approaching Mo Qing, and launched an attack without even howling.

A thick tail, with a chaotic pool of water, flashed with a cold cold light, like a raging giant python, and whipped towards Mo Qing who was rushing ahead.

Mo Qing's face changed.

But other than that, Mo Qing didn't make any extra moves, just ran away with his head bored, and he didn't care about the impending danger at all.

With a loud bang, the mighty tail with great force was fiercely pumped to the big net that suddenly turned behind Mo Qing.

The black net was violently impacted, and it was deeply dented into a thick groove.

There was a continuous clicking sound, which was the sound of the black tentacles breaking when the giant net could not withstand the strong external force.

The black giant net, even the Mo Qing in front of it was all pumped by Jiao's tail, and flew up in the air, shooting towards the shore.

The small banner that was originally in the hands of the Fu general ran into Mo Qing's hands again at some point.

And under Mo Qing's control, it quickly grew larger, and streams of pitch-black mist poured out of it, rushing towards the break of the black net.

Under the entanglement of the black gas, the broken tentacles squirmed rapidly, quickly repairing the cracks that were blasted out by the Jiaowei's blow.

The part that was dented by the bombardment was slowly bulging.

As Mo Qing was whipped away, the claw that followed by the green crocodile narrowly brushed the edge of the black giant net and hit the air.

Falling on top of the pool, a wave of water was formed.

The frog crocodile obviously didn't expect that he would charge a blow and actually pull the target he wanted to kill away, and after one claw missed, he couldn't help but be stunned.

After seeing that Mo Qing was about to fall to the shore, it couldn't help but let out an ugly roar.

The body slammed forward, and at the same time, a faint blue light emitted from the ugly skull.

A moment later, a foul-smelling mouth opened, and several blue crystal ice picks erupted from its mouth.

The moment the ice pick appeared, the droplets falling from the nearby air were frozen into ice particles and smashed into the waterhole below like hailstones.

The speed of the ice pick was very fast, and it came behind Mo Qing in a flash.

Just as they were about to hit Mo Qing, a ball of fire flew out of the black giant net behind Mo Qing that had not yet been closed and repaired.

The blazing flames meet the icy icicles, and when the two collide, they make a strange "sizzle" sound.

After a while, the ice pick and the fireball disappeared at the same time, and they disappeared without a trace.

Just as the ice picks and flames were gone, Mo Qing stepped on a log that had been carried by water not far from the shore and flew to the rocky shore.

However, he did not stop here, but bounced again and again, far from the shore.

Then he stopped for a while five or six feet away from the waterfront, and with a wave of one hand, a blue light flew out of Mo Qing's hand and landed straight on the rock, disappearing.